the lullaby
How do I learn my dreams to mold
To lay them bare in the morning cold?
To lay them bare in the morning cold?
With a flat gaze, Remi nods. "For us. An us that you have made it quite clear you are not a part of any longer." He interjects. Shrugging, Remi splays the fingers of one hand as he gives his head a slight shake. "I will not apologize for being strong." The Lullaby says evenly. "I have sacrificed pieces of my soul to be where I am now." He adds, disdain contorting his features for a moment as he looks up toward the sky. "I am not going to accept your frustrations just because Ronin and I are where we are. We all started out in the same place, bound together behind the barrier. It is no one's fault that this did not end up even."
Watching the subtle shifts in the Flood's appearance with a predatory gaze that he can't quite soften away entirely, Remi flexes his toes in the sand. "I suppose that is one thing we have in common, then." The only thing, perhaps.
Watching the subtle shifts in the Flood's appearance with a predatory gaze that he can't quite soften away entirely, Remi flexes his toes in the sand. "I suppose that is one thing we have in common, then." The only thing, perhaps.
If they're still out there then the chasm grows
For all you know, for all you've known
For all you know, for all you've known
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
